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MEMORIAL TABLET COMMITTEE. 


Chairman. 

Col. HENRY ALLEN. 

Secretary , 

George W. Keeler. 

Treasurer , 

Sergt. Patrick Wade, Jr. 

Lieut. K. Lorenzo Ells, 

Sergt. George A. Scofield, 

Private George S. Purdy, 

Capt. Henry P. Burr, 

Lieut. William A. Kellogg, 

Private Phineas C. Lounsbury, 

Private Levi Dixon, 

Sergt. William A. Baker, 

Sergt. Robert M. Wilcox, 
Lieut. William S. Knapp, 
Hon. A. H. Byington. 


Chairman of Executive Committee , 

Gen. W. H, NOBLE. 


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THE GETTYSBURG EXCURSION 


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SEVENTEENTH CONN. VOLUNTEERS. 


THE MEET. 

As early as half-past nine on the morning of Monday, June 
30th, 1884, the Gettysburg excursionists began to assemble 
at the depot of the Pennsylvania Railroad Company at Jer¬ 
sey City, and each arriving ferry boat continued to add to the 
number, until by half-past ten there were at least fifty per¬ 
sons in waiting. Colonel Allen and Secretary Keeler ap¬ 
peared with the colors and guidons of the Association, and 
were met by Mr. L. P. Farmer, the New England Passenger 
Agent of the Pennsylvania Railroad Company, and Mr. J. F. 
Marldey, a special agent of the same, who quickly opened 
the sale of tickets and guided the party to the special train 
which was in -waiting. Gradually the party increased until 
half-past eleven, when the steamer Harlem, from Norwalk, ar¬ 
rived, adding a good one hnnclred, and at once insuring suc¬ 
cess so far as numbers were concerned. 

The train as made up consisted of two Pullman drawing 
room cars, four passenger coaches and* an eating car, where 
hot coffee, sandwiches, pie, etc., were served en route . The 
cars were comfortably filled, there being over two hundred 
persons upon the train when it left the depot. The cars of 
the Pennsylvania Railroad Company probably excel those of 
any other road in the country. They are finished in light 
wood, nicely upholstered and thoroughly ventilated. There 
was plenty of room and each passenger seemed pleasantly lo¬ 
cated, when at 12.20 Mr. Farmer inquired of Col. Allen if all 
was ready, and being replied to affirmatively, at once gave 
the signal to start, and the Gettysburg excursion began. 



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THE JOUKNEY. 

Quickly sped tlie train through the thrifty towns and cities 
of New Jersey, until at half-past two o’clock, we are at the 
railroad crossing at Philadelphia, near the old Centennial 
grounds. Here we find a car containing members of the 27th 
Pennsylvania Volunteers and their ladies, which is attached to 
our train, and with no unnecessary delay we are soon again 
speeding our way to Harrisburg. And now begins the admi¬ 
ration of those who are inclined to agriculture. Large 
farms, under excellent cultivation, denote the fertility of the 
soil and the thrift of the Pennsylvania farmer. Fields of rich 
grass and golden grain nod their heads at the flying train and 
its occupants only have time to exclaim, “ what a funny barn,” 
when, whiz-z we fly past an iron foundry or rolling mill and 
w T hen the novelty of the sight has ceased to attract constant 
attention the company settle down to “ talk.” Gettysburg is 
the subject of conversation, and it is one which will never be 
exhausted nor cease to be interesting. Roughly and hastily 
drawn sketches are brought into requisition as one veteran 
endeavors to explain to another the “position on the first 

day.” “ Do you remember poor --? ” “ Yes, I saw him 

when he was hit and I helped him to get to the barn.” Here 
is where you get the accurate account as regards the fight 
where these men fought. They do not pretend to know all 
about the entire battle of three days’ duration, but they do 
know what they saw. Old army stories are burnished up and 
sound as fresh as when first told, years ago. Seats are turned 
over and “ groups of four ” are formed, and one simply wants 
to gaze upon one of those “groups” to immediately “guess” 
what is going on. For instance, Captain McQuhae has Cap¬ 
tain Wood and Lieutenant Mills for an audience, and he is ex¬ 
plaining to them how he and Captains McCarty and Allen 
prevented the Chaplain and Doctor Gregory from cutting 
down Colonel Noble’s tent on Folly Island, one night. Cap¬ 
tain Kellogg and Lieutenant “ D ” Peck, (so called to distin¬ 
guish him from Lieutenant Peck of Company I,) are trying 
to settle the cause of the “ smoke in their tent ” on Folly 
Island. Plenty of time to talk, so all took a hand. Ser- 



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geant Patrick Wade and Fred McKay, together with ot]ier 
members of George Buggies’ “ Sunday-School,” make their 
teacher the subject of their long and frequent chats. “Poor 
George! ” how many times that was repeated on the trip, and 
how much it expressed. The name of George Buggies will 
be remembered as long as the Seventeenth Begiment is 
thought of. If you get a good opportunity ask Wade to tell 
you about that train of cars which Buggies and Allen were 
running once. Up in the corner of the car you will find the 
genial Tom McCorkell telling how “lie put Colonel Wilcox- 
son in arrest once.” The jolly Paddy Ford, of Company A, 
is brought to mind by the “ half-passlit foive ” of Tim Don¬ 
ovan. Sergeant Loomis, of Company F, tells of Keyser, 
“ our Bill,” on the muster roll, William B. Keyser. On a 
march to Volusia, Florida, once, night was approaching and 
the Seventeenth Begiment was cross ; “ cross all the way 
through.” Colonel Noble was riding near the right of Com¬ 
pany “ F,” when “ our Bill,” spied him, remarking at 
once, “I wish I was in my father’s barn!” The Colonel 
looked at Keyser and said: “Tut, tut! what do you make 
that wish for?” “ Why, I'd go into the house darned quick.” 
This, reader, is a specimen of what is going on in every car, and 
time passes so pleasantly and swiftly, that before we realize 
the -fact, it is 6.25 and we are at Harrisburg. The train 
containing the One Hundred and Twenty-fourth New York 
Excursion has just left for Gettysburg as our train rolls into 
the station. Mr. Markley says “ twenty-five minutes here,” 
and instantly all hands are out of the cars taking a stroll 
upon the platform. Comrades Huss and Keeler tell Wade 
who has been suffering with rheumatism that “there is a 
Bridgeport man wants to see you,” and in this way Sergeant 
Patrick Wade, Jr., of Company K, is brought out of the car 
and instantly surrounded by his friends, that means the en¬ 
tire party, and is confronted by the Chaplain who appropri¬ 
ately presented a handsome gold badge, very prettily pre¬ 
faced with allusions to the great interest which Treasurer 
Wade had always taken in the Association of the Seven¬ 
teenth Connecticut, and to his meritorious service during the 
dark days of war. The speech was followed by three cheers 
for “ Wadey.” and then he leaded in. He spoke of the feel- 


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ings of liis heart, manifested much pride at the gift, and felt 
so good that he offered to take a “side hold” with Sergeant 
John Porter, spite of rheumatic ankle. He closed by invit¬ 
ing the Seventeenth Association to hold their Sixty-third Re¬ 
union at his house. 

All aboard and away we start for Carlisle and Gettysburg. 
The old Government barracks at Carlisle are now used as a 
training school for Indian children, and the committee were 
inclined to make a stop here long enongh to allow the excur¬ 
sionists to visit the school, but the stop would have been the 
cause of great delay, as we would not have been able to make 
connections with the train on the Cumberland Valley road. 

A sunset in the Cumberland Valley is worth seeing at any 
time, but taken with the beautiful mountain scenery witnessed 
from our moving train, it called forth the remark, “ that sight 
is worth the cost of the trip,” from more than one of the 
party. It was simply grand. 

The train is slowing up and we hear the discharge of can¬ 
non and cheers of the citizens which tells us that Gettysburg 
is reached. It takes but a few minutes to unload, and al¬ 
though the hotel is but half a block away, yet here we find 
the Grand Army boys with torches and a band of music. 

AT GETTYSBURG. 

There was some little delay upon arrival at the hotel, in 
securing rooms, notwithstanding names had been sent on 
several days in advance, but the sudden appearance of two 
hundred people, each one demanding their room instantly was 
a partial excuse. Every one was soon provided for without 
any trouble, many securing accommodations in private fam¬ 
ilies, which, to judge from reports, was the means of forming 
some very pleasant acquaintances. Supper was eaten and in 
spite of their long day’s journey and the late hour, several of 
the Seventeenth boys started out to find Cemetery Hill and 
“get then- bearings” before they slept. 

On the morning of July 1st, the streets were early filled 
with excursionists, all of whom seemed refreshed by their 
nights rest and ready for a day of sight-seeing. The soldiers 
were searching for a particular barn, house, or church, where 
they were treated when they were wounded at the time of the 


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battle, and many of them had visited the scene of the engage¬ 
ments on the first day, before they ate their breakfast. 

At 8.45 A. M. the ladies were placed in carriages and sent 
out to “Barlow's Knoll,” where the exercises were to take 
place. A stand large enough to accommodate one hundred 
persons had been erected and covered to protect the occupants 
from the hot sun; a barrel of ice w T ater also being provided. 
These arrangements were made by the committee three months 
previous, and Comrade W. H. Curtis, of Company C, to whom 
the contract for furnishing the Tablet was given, w r ent to Get¬ 
tysburg about June 22d, and personally attended to all de¬ 
tails. 

Promptly at 9.15 A. M. the line was formed in front of the 
Eagle Hotel, and at 9.25 all was in readiness to march for the 
battle-field, in the following order: 

Gen. J. M. Brown, Grand Marshal. 

Lieut. C. E. Doty, Aide. 

Private John E. Beck, Orderly, carrying Headquarters Flag of 
“Ames Brigade.” 

Warwick Band. 

One Hundred and Tw r enty-Fourth Regiment New York Vol¬ 
unteers. 

One Hundred and Fifty-Third Regiment Pennsylvania Volun¬ 
teers. 

Twenty-Seventh Regiment Pennsylvania Volunteers. 

New Oxford Band. 

Col. Henry Allen, commanding Seventeenth Connecticut Vol¬ 
unteers. 

George W. Keeler, Adjutant. 

Sergt. Selah G. Blakeman, Adjutant. 

Rev. W. K. Hall, Chaplain. 

Memorial Tablet Committee. 

Lieut. R. L. Ells, Sergt. Patrick Wade, Jr., Capt. H. P. 
Burr, Private George S. Purdy, Sergt. G. W. Scofield, 
Private Levi Dixon, Private Phineas C. Louns- 
bury, Lieut. W. A. Kellogg, Lieut. W. S. 

Knapp, and Hon. A. H. Byington. 


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First Company, Capt. Enos Kellogg. 

Second Company, Capt. John McQuhr5, Jr. 

Third Company, Capt. James E. Hubbell, 

Fourth Company, Capt. Enoch Wood. 

Eight General Guide, Master J. W. Nichols. 

Left General Guide, Master Max Huss. . 
Gettysburg Battlefield Memorial Association in Carriages. 
Hon. D. A. Buehler, Vice-President; Col. J. B. Bachelder, 

Superintendent, <kc.; Hon. J. M. Krauth, Secretary; Col. 
Charles H. Buehler, J. Lawrence Schick, Treasurer; 

Sergt. N. G. Wilson, Charles Horner, M. D., 

Maj. Eobert Bell, and Sergt. W. D. Holtzwortii. 

Upon the march to the scene of the exercises, Gen. Brown 
halted the column for rest, at a point near the Poor House, 
which brought the Seventeenth Association directly at the 
field where they first halted and formed, on the right of the 
road, on the first day of July, 1863. It was at this point that 
the four Companies (F. K, B and A), were detached as skirm¬ 
ishers. At ten o’clock, the head of the column reached the 
top of “Barlow’s Knoll.” The “steel piece” of the Grand 
Army Post belched forth a salute, the escort halted and the 
veterans of the “ old Seventeenth ” marched up to and formed 
around the Tablet. It was an imposing sight, there being 
about seven hundred people congregated in the neighborhood, 
all of "whom closed up to the stand and remained attentive 
witnesses to the ceremonies, notwithstanding the severe heat 
of the day. 

Gen. W. H. Noble, presided, and, after music by the band, 
announced the opening exercises of the day with 

Prayer, by Bev. W. K. Hall, D.D., Chaplain Seventeenth 
Connecticut Volunteers. 

Almighty God, Ruler of Nations, Arbiter of battles, we bow before 
Thee in grateful acknowledgment of Thy mercies to our country. We 
thank Thee for the victory that crowned our arms on this field of strife 
whereby the Union of these States was secured and the institutions of 
Liberty bequeathed by our fathers were preserved. We thank Thee 
for the noble examples of valor and heroism that were here given and 
which make this ground so sacred to us. And we pray that a fresh 


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inspiration of loyalty to duty and to country may come to us from the 
memories which these scenes and these associations revive. May the 
spirit of self-sacrifice be engraven deeper upon our hearts and our lives. 

We beseech Thee to regard in Thy tender mercy and kindness those 
whose beloved ones here fell, and who realize afresh their great loss, 
because of this memorial service in which we are here engaged. Bless 
the widow and the fatherless. We pray for our whole land, for its 
continued peace and prosperity. May it be exhalted by righteousness. 
May Religion and Education everywhere over its vast area flourish. 
May truth triumph. May the right prevail. 

Pardon our sins, and be pleased to accept us and bless us in this holy 
work we now perform. And to Thy Name be all the Praise. Amen. 

Col. Henry Allen, Chairman of the Memorial Tablet Com¬ 
mittee, then presented the Tablet to the Association in the 
following address: 


ADDRESS OF COL. HENRY ALLEN. 

Oeneral Noble: 

At the last annual re-union of the surviving members of the Seven¬ 
teenth Connecticut Volunteers, a committee was appointed under a 
resolution to “ provide for the erection of a Monument upon the battle¬ 
field of Gettysburg.” The resolution was somewhat brief and inex¬ 
plicit, yet your committee feel that they properly sensed the intention 
of the Association. 

Of that committee, sir, I had the honor of being chairman, and in 
that capacity it devolves upon me to-day to present to you and through 
you to the members of the Association, a Memorial Tablet, hewn and 
carved from the granite of our mother State, its adamantine solidity 
being emblematical of the firm loyalty of her sons. We have caused 
it to be erected upon this spot to evidence the fact that twenty-one 
years ago, upon this great battle-field, thirty-five loyal sons of dear old 
Connecticut—and our gallant comrades of the Seventeenth Regiment — 
gave their lives for the preservation of the best and grandest govern¬ 
ment upon the face of God’s earth. (Applause). Sir, it was the proud 
privilege of the immortal Andrew Jackson to proclaim the sentiment 
“ The Federal Union, it must be preserved! ” It is the proud privilege 
of these illustrious spirits, looking down from their Heavenly home to 
join with their living, Union-loving comrades throughout this broad 
land and proclaim ‘‘ it was preserved. ” (A pplause). 

Their’s was a glorious death: 

“ Died on the field of battle, 

’Tis noble thus to die; 

God smiles on valiant soldiers, 

Their record is on high.” 

On behalf of the committee I would say, that if the result of their 


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efforts shall prove entirely satisfactory to their comrades, then we have 
consumated the highest desire of our hearts. 

It only remains to disclose to view the Memorial Tablet of the Sev¬ 
enteenth Connecticut Volunteers.” 

At a signal given, tlie two flags covering the Tablet were 
removed by Miss Minnie Moore, daughter of the late Capt. 
James E. Moore, who fell on this spot during the battle 
of July 1st, 1863, and Miss Fannie Noble, a daughter of Gen. 
W. H. Noble, while a large national ensign was drawn to the 
top of a thirty-six foot pole erected near the Tablet. At the 
same time one gun was fired from the cannon of the Corporal 
Shelly Post, G. A. R., and the band played the Star Spangle.d 
Banner, amid great applause. 

As Chairman of the Executive Committee, Gen. Noble then 
accepted of the Tablet in the following speech: 

ADDRESS OF GEN. WM. H. NOBLE. 

“ Colonel Allen : 

In behalf of the Seventeenth Connecticut Regiment I accept with 
pride and pleasure from your gallant Committee, this superb memo¬ 
rial to our brethren who fell, here, and on this battle field. 

To your full hearted and zealous work we owe not only this chaste 
and fitting monument, but this good assembly of patriotic citizens and 
comrades in arms, among whom w r e greet with fond remembrance the 
Twenty-Seventh and One Hundred and Fifty-Third Regiment of 
Pennsylvania Volunteers, the One Hundred and Twenty-Fourth New r 
York, the Adjutant-General of the old Second Brigade, Gen. -T. Marshall 
Brown of Portland, Maine, who while with us and afterwards in com¬ 
mand of his regiment so distinguished himself in the Army of the Po- 
tomoc and General Stewart L. Woodford, of New York, our comrade 
in arms, whose distinguished career in and since service, we have all 
followed with pride. 

The regiment will ever remember you and the associates of your 
committee as faithful ministers in this w T ork of love. 

In posture and expression this Monument is worthy of the heroes 
whose names these tablets immortalize, it is wrnrthy of a regiment which 
never flinched from, and was always ready at the call of duty. 

Standing on this knoll, it marks the spot, at or near which the regi¬ 
ment had their bitterest loss and struggle in the three days fight. Here, 
or near here, it gave to the enemy a resistance so staunch and vigorous, 
that the Confederate General Gordon in years after named to your 
Lieut.-Col. Allen, its plucky struggle against his fire and charge. Near 
here fell Lieut.-Col. Fowder and Capt. Moore and the most of those 
whose names are there enrolled. 


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Col. Fowler was a soldier, from the very first gun on Sumpter t© his 
death. Capt. Moore was equally early and constant in the field, and 
besides a soldier in the Mexican war, and stormed up the heights of 
Clrepultepec. All here enumerated, were gallant and true men. 

But this is not merely a Regimental Monument. It is a part of the 
bed-rock of Connecticut, planted here, among her other Regimental 
Memorials, to immortalize her dead on this battle-field. It will forever 
stand as a worthy tribute of honor to that gallant little State, which 
sent us to the front, and put into the war 53,000 of her sons, near one 
half of her fighting men. It will too, link memory to that glorious old 
Fairfield County, which in thirty days from my commission as your 
Colonel, put more than one thousand of her sons into this her County 
Regiment, ready for the field. 

Such memorials are deserved by those who here died for the Land 
and the Flag. Like all who here fought they builded better than they 
knew. They, and all here, faced death, that when victory dawned on 
the night and gloom of the dire struggle, the cry might ring along the 
lines, “Our Flag is still there.” What Gettysburg meant, for our 
country and the world in the logic of events, first rang out on this bat¬ 
tle-field, in that grand Saxon sentence of Abraham Lincoln, “That 
“ under God and the people’s will, the Nation should have a new birth 
“of freedom, and that the government of the people, by the people and 
“ for the people should not perish from the earth.” 

War lives on a terrible sacrifice of life, and waste of substance. Yet 
greater evils can befall a people than the sacrifice of either upon the tented 
field. Though Peace hath .her victories, she has her defeats as well. 
Blunder, often worse than crimes, are such. Blunders in public pol¬ 
icy, a corrupt government upheld, places of trust and honor, put on 
the market to the highest bidder, a moral gangrene in public and pri¬ 
vate life, eating out and corrupting the hearts of men. Purity, public 
or private, hooted at as political or social prudery. All these are worse 
than “war, pestilence, and famine, battle, murder, or sudden death.” 
They sap the foundation of human life and civilization, and drifts us 
back towards the cave-man. 

From the arbitrament of this battle-field few at this day dissent. All 
over our wondrous country blue-coat and gray-back own and swear by 
that flag which from both its sides looks upon a people wholly free. 

Let it be our bounded duty and work, to bind up the wounds and 
build up the waste of war. God has softened the hearts of those who 
here on both sides fought with heroic valor. All through the land a 
miracle of tender brotherhood, has made of this people in the silent 
years since Appomattox, a record of reconciliation and peace, of which 
no other nation has a history. Let the good work go on. By private ef¬ 
fort and the Nation’s treasury let us repair in all that makes a people, 
the desolations of the war. 

But when the North and the South clasp hands in forgiving brother¬ 
hood over their dead in battle and swear in their souls fealty to the 


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flag they have not done all their duty. “Eternal vigilance is the price 
of liberty.” There are worse foes to this people than those in arms, 
against whom we must hold watch and ward. 

Remember that there are castes, not of inheritance or color, there is 
bondage, not of ch tins or the slave-whip. There are princes and po¬ 
tentates with no generations of ancestry. There are kings and barons, 
besides those who hold their power by the bayonet or the bullet. There 
are monarehs and ministers, Richelieus and Bismarks, in the money 
marts, and among the industries of men. Such handle the appliances 
of civilization, and control, and sap and siphon, the stores of honest 
toil and capital to their own hoards. There is repine on the exchange, 
there is plunder in the stock-boards, and in stock issues. Those who 
engineer all this machinery of greed and power, and their abettors, 
have a conquering purpose and a swa^v of more dire portent to our fu¬ 
ture, than armed arraj\ Victories or defeats in the struggle with these 
foes, are bloodless, but they are followed either by more blessed, or 
more disastrous results, than either defeats or victories in arms. 

Such, and their followers, and all who hunger and thirst after riches 
to the neglect of duties social or political, all who use the machinery of 
civilized life and public trusts, to glut their greed of wealth, are neither 
“of the Kingdom of Heaven,” nor do they make a Nation. Neither 
here nor any where on earth has a nation stood and lasted on any such 
flimsy bed-rock. A nation can only ride and live on the stamina and 
broad foundation.of the whole people. It was the common people of 
this land, that made the nation, or saved it, and only they will keep it, 
living down the ages, the glory of humanity, the grand achievement of 
the world, “a nation of the people and by the people and for the peo¬ 
ple.” ' 

At the close of speech of Gen. Wji. H. Noble, he as Chair¬ 
man, introduced the orator of the day. Private Phineas C. 
Lounsbury, of Company C.: 

ADDRESS OF P. C. LOUNSBURY. 

Mr. President, Fellow Citizens and Comrades: 

We are gathered to-day, after a lapse of twenty-one years, to cele¬ 
brate the erection of a monument to the memory of those brethren in 
arms who on this ever memorable field of battle yielded up their lives 
in the defense of their country. 

Their names have been inscribed on yonder granite, but more indel¬ 
ibly and imperishably have they been written in history, and upon the 
hearts of a grateful people. 

Nations through all ages have reared monuments to their chieftains, 
and loving hands have placed them over the dust of their kindred,^but 
none have ever been more appropriately or lovingly erected than the 
one you have unveiled to-day in honor and in love of those comrades 


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■who, here with you, struggling for liberty and the union, went down 
under the rain of shot and shell. 

The nation honors the genius of the commanding general. It honors 
the name of the gallant Reynolds who fell at the head of his corps. It 
honors a Hancock, a Sickles, a Barlow, a Gibbons, whose wounds and 
scars attest their gallantry too. It honors the bravery of a Fowler, a 
Moore, and a whole line of officers who were killed in the forefront of 
the battle, but it honors none the less, the gallantry and bravery of those 
private soldiers, who like men of. iron with nerves of steel, stood be¬ 
tween our homes and all that was sacred and dear to us, and the invad 
ing forces, and for three long days meeting the repeated charges of a 
desperate foe, again and again hurling them back reeling and stagger¬ 
ing with depleted ranks, until smitten and routed they fled before the 
onward march of our victorious army. The light of the fourth day 
saw the Stars and Stripes floating again proudly over all Gettysburg. 

Why this terrible carnage? It was not to gratify the spirit of an Al¬ 
exander, or to enforce the tyrany of a despot. It was not for the booty 
and plunder of an Attila, nor by conscripts obedient to the imperious 
dictates of an ambitious Napoleon. It was an army of volunteers, cit¬ 
izens, soldiers, mep of peace in time of peace, but men of war, men of 
courage and dauntless resolution in the hour of their country’s peril. 

A vital principal was the issue and in its maintainance or its estab¬ 
lishment not only the liberties of a race and the perpetuity of the peace¬ 
ful industries of the laud but the very existence of the Nation were in¬ 
volved. It was a war testing the very foundation stone upon which 
the Governmental structure had been reared. But before proceeding 
further on this line let us go back in our thought a century and more 
airo to the day of our Nation’s birth; the 4th day of July, 1776, when 
the Declaration of Independence, written by the immortal Jefferson, 
accepted and adopted by Continental Congress then assembled, was 
published and proclaimed to the world. Therein they declared that 
all men are created equal and endowed by their creator not only with 
life but with the rights of liberty and the pursuit of happiness—in these 
truths and upon these principals they laid deep the foundation of our 
Republic, and for the establishment of such a Government they mutu¬ 
ally pledged each to the other their lives, their fortunes and their sacred 
honor. A Nation thus conceived in liberty and brought forth in the 
blood of its people was destined not for a life of a season, but to be as 
eternal as the principals it embodied. 

We reverence our ancestors for that spirit of independence, for that 
devotion to liberty and justice—for the sacrifices so heroically made 
and the hardships so cjieerfully endured through all the long dark years 
of the Revolution, that they and we, their posterity, might enjoy indi¬ 
vidual rights and national freedom—and unto God the High and Mighty 
Ruler of the universe do w T e reverently render profound thanksgiving 
and praise for His guiding hand, leading his people on through many 
a lonely and dreary day in the righteousness of their cause, from the 


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self-declared independence* to one owned and acknowledged by the Na¬ 
tions of the world. No longer colonies subjected to the mandates of 
the King across the sea, but free to form a Government whose realm 
was destined to be wider ana in its beneficence grander than they ever 
conceived; whose arches should span the continent from ocean to 
ocean, and beneath the dome of this vast temple of liberty the oppressed 
of all Nations might find a welcome and a home. 

To the formation of such a Government the wisdom and genius of 
the land were convened. In the formation innumerable difficulties 
and almost insurmountable obstructions met them at every point. The 
Confederacy of the Colonies which in time of war had been sufficient— 
now in the hour of their independence was proving inadequate to the 
required necessities of a strong and stable Government. It needed a 
bond that should hold indissolubly the union which had been created 
by their united efforts, securing for them that liberty for which they 
longed—a union that had been cemented by the blood of so many of 
its fallen heroes. It needed a compact that should be strong to sup¬ 
press the plottings and intrigueiugs of traitors from within and able to 
resist the combined attacks of their enemies from without. It needed 
a centralization of power that would be able to protect every citizen in 
his rights not only at home but abroad, any where upon the face of 
a civilized world,*any one and every one who could claim the Stars and 
Stripes as the flag of their country. But how to centralize a power and 
still preserve for the States all the rights, and only those rights that 
would not interfere with the strength and permanency of a united Re¬ 
public, was a problem difficult of solution, and then the prejudices and 
apprehensions on the part of the people, unreasonable though they may 
have been, made them unwilling to commit those rights that they then 
possessed to the keeping of the general government in which they 
would be but a factor—this made the task still more difficult to accom¬ 
plish. 

I do not wonder that the people were exceedingly jealous of the lib¬ 
erties acquired at such a sacrifice, but I do marvel at the wisdom so 
manifestly displayed by the charter members of this Government, when 
I consider the conditions and circumstances under which they labored 
in framing a Constitution to which all could assent, a compact in which 
all could unite —so satisfactory in its provisions—so strong in its re¬ 
quirements—overcoming the passions and prejudices of some of the 
people—conceding in some measure to the selfishness of others that 
they might peacefully inaugurate a Government which they believed 
would be, and which the century has proved to be the wisest and best 
ever framed by the hand of man. Not perfect in all its parts as we 
well know for in those concessions our fathers made what seemed need¬ 
ful then to harmonize, there remained upon the otherwise fair sky of 
this new Nation one spectre cloud—a cloud that grew with each revolv¬ 
ing year until overshadowing the whole land it burst forth in that ter¬ 
rible storm of 1861. In the midst of this so-called free country, there 


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remained a race in bondage, a slavery as debasing as any that ever 
cursed a civilized land—fed and fostered by Governmeat until the mon¬ 
ster about our liberties coiled its slimy folds to crush them with its 
power, and raising its dragon head, protected by the Stars and Stripes, 
struck the Goddess of Liberty with its murderous, poisonous fang; 
charmed, enchanted, beguiled, fascinated by its wondrous power, State 
after State rebelled—this is how the war began, and at a Nation’s call 
from North and East and West, thousands upon thousands sprang to 
arms to throttle this rebellion in its infancy. It’s power we did not 
comprehend; the deadliness of the struggle few, if any, realized or even 
dimly saw that the war must go on until the monster that produced it 
was annihilated in the land—until in the restoration of the Union, per¬ 
sonal liberty, equal rights, in accordance with the declaration of our 
fathers and in keeping with the fundamental principles of this Govern' 
ment were guaranteed to every man throughout its broad domains, 
without regard to race or creed, whose heart beat for it in loyalty. 

As I have said it was not a war to gratify ambition, nor a war of 
conquest, neither was it a war waged for emancipation, but it was a 
war to establish the supremacy of this Government over every foot of 
land that it of right possessed upon this Western Hemisphere. 

It was a war to bury finally and forever the heresy of secession. It 
was a war to plant the flag of our Union upon every hill and to carry 
it into every valley trod or to be trodden by the foot of man from the 
St. Lawrence to the Rio Grande, from the shore of the Atlantic to the 
“Golden Gates” of the Pacific, and as decreed in the righteousness of 
God it was no longer to float in name only but in fact, in every deed 
over the land of the free and the home of the brave—carrying liberty 
and protection beneath its folds in a grander degree than ever before. 

To defend this our flag, the flag of our fathers,—to preserve this 
Union cemented by the blood and dedicated to liberty, justice and 
equality- to establish the right and to confirm the power of this Gov¬ 
ernment thus to rule throughout the length and breadth of this land, 
you and regiments of heros like you fought and bled. 

It was not to acquire military fame, or to obtain a world-wide re¬ 
nown that these men left their homes and those firesides about which 
they and their loved ones so fondly gathered. It was rather at the bid¬ 
ding of patriotism, a patriotism that burned brightly upon the alter of 
the heart and of the home. 

It was to preserve unsullied and intact those institutions of justice 
and liberty bequeathed us by our fathers—to maintain in it the fulness 
and in its glory this the grandest Government on the face of the earth. 
It was because of the blessed memories that cluster around that dear 
old flag—because of the love and patriotism that thrilled their souls to 
their inmost depths thus giving them strength to march in heat and in 
cold, through flood and through fire, if need be, to plant the Stars and 
Stripes upon the battlements of every fort and float them from the flag¬ 
staff of every arsenal—to wave them any where in the free breezes of 


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heaven that waft across this our free land. This is why they went, 
but how and through what they went no tongue can tell, the eloquence 
of a Demosthenes or a Cicero, not even the pen of an angel or the tongue 
of a seraph can ever portray or describe, but this I can and do say that 
upon this consecrated ground they budded a tower of fame reaching 
into the very heavens, around which gathers a halo of glory from a 
Nation saved by this victory won, outshining the brightness of the mer¬ 
idian day. 

I must hasten for in the time allotted me on this occasion I cannot 
now even mention, much less speak in detail of all the heroic deeds of 
this historic Seventeenth Connecticut Regiment. No more illustrious 
than others from my native State—no braver or truer than many from 
every State, but their valor and their heroism will be and have been 
chronicled by abler pens and more eloquent tongues. Well do I re¬ 
member that bright and beautiful morning we started to the war, in¬ 
spired by the cheers and huzzas of the people, yet sobered by the sobs 
and tears of mothers, wives, aud dear ones parting, and many of them 
to meet no more. The Stars and Stripes that were committed to our 
care we carried to the breezes above us and proudly did they float in 
many a hard fought battle in the three years that followed. They were 
pierced and torn by shot and shell. Again and again their gallant 
bearer w r as smitten to the earth, but they fell only to be caught up by 
some one of the many brave defenders who ever bore them aloft in vic¬ 
tory and defeat until, conquerors at last, you triumphantly carried them 
back to your native State amid the shouts and plaudits of a grateful 
people that with one voice rang out well done, well done, gallant and 
true! But all did not return; death by disease, death by shot and sword 
had thinned its ranks and the sad history of Chancellorsville tells how 
sadly it suffered there. 

It was there our Colonel, as brave a man as ever drew the sword, re¬ 
ceived that terrible wound, the scar of which he bears to-day. It was 
there our beloved Lieutenant-Colonel Walters, who of Teutonic blood, 
true to the spirit of his race, fought so nobly. It was there he fell— 
there he sleeps undisturbed by bugle notes of war that summon to the 
strife—waiting the trumpet sound which shall call his spirit with the 
true and brave to fields of immortal peace. It was there one hun¬ 
dred and twenty tried and true were stricken from the roll, but it was 
not there that the decisive battle of this terrible conflict was to be 
fought. 

Once more our brave columns were rolled back to touch afresh the 
great heart of the liberty-loving North, to breathe again the air that 
was ever pulsating with the spirit of freedom—to gather inspiration 
and strength for a conflict unparalleled in the history of any war, that 
should lead on with varying fortunes but with ever certain success to 
the final overthrow of the rebellion and the unquestioned supremacy 
of the National Government. 

But of this bloody conflict—this war of Titans-—what shall I say ? 


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"VVbat can I say? Would I could marshal Avoids as meu were mar¬ 
shalled on this immortal hold—but your deeds of valor of reckless dar- 
iug, of stubborn, unflinching, persistent bravery may be recorded but 
never described. More than 200,000 men, nearly equally divided, met 
here iu deadly array—the one representing the barberism of slavery, 
the other the rights of liberty—the one to make the North acknowledge 
the right and fact of secession, the other to compel the South to ac¬ 
knowledge and submit to the authority of the National Government. 
The one to break and the other to maintain the union of these States, 
involving in its issue the destiny of the grandest experiment of repub¬ 
licanism that the world ever saw, cheering or crushing the hopes and 
aspirations of the oppressed of all lands. 

On this field and in that battle was to be decided the momentous 
question of political and personal liberty and of social justice for all 
men—whether the rising tide of Christian civilization should flow on 
until it should carry lo all on the crest of its swelling billows personal 
freedom and personal rights, making of our race one common brother¬ 
hood, or whether it should be rolled back to blight the hopes and dis¬ 
appoint the longings of the truest and noblest in all lands and leave the 
race in the folds of a civilization as fixed as it was unjust and oppres¬ 
sive; but reverently, yet unhesitatingly, do we affirm that God was on 
the side of the heroes who fought the battle of freedom, and the Stars 
and Stripes were unfurled in triumph where the Stars and Bars had 
been flaunted in defiance. 

The nation was saved: four million slaves leaped to their feet, four 
million freemen and the angel of liberty waved his white banner, a sig¬ 
nal of hope and cheer to the down trodden, the wide world over. 

But I stand on consecrated ground, the sepulchre of the heroic dead, 
the field drenched with human blood, the price of the victory we cele¬ 
brate, every foot of which attests the dauntless patriotism of freedom’s 
hosts. 

In that deadly struggle Ave claim no superiority for the generalship 
of our commanders or for the bravery and stubborness of our soldiers. 

Yonder hills and valleys were drenched iu no less gallant blood than 
these upon which we stand, but of the latter I only speak. 

Never did soldiers accept more cheerfully a challange than the in¬ 
trepid Reynolds accepted the gauge of battle flung down by the rebel 
general on the morning of the first day of that stubbornly fought con¬ 
flict, and, when repulsed by overwhelming numbers, no less cheerfully 
Avas he supported by your division with the third of the time honored 
Eleventh Corps, coming for more than two miles at the sound of the 
cannon, upon the double-quick, and just in time to check the outnumb¬ 
ering hosts of the foe, contesting every foot of the way back through 
the town against at least three times your number at a sacrifice of the 
brave men whose memories and names shall live as long as this 
grand Republic endures or yonder monument stands, until beneath the 
guns of Cemetery Hill, supported by the second division of your gal- 


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lant Corps you made a stand, determined there to he victorious or to 
die. 

The friendly shades of night approach, wrapping friend and foe with¬ 
in its sable folds, after one of the severest struggles of the war enabling 
them to gather strength for one that was to be still more desperate on 
the morrow. 

With the morning light five corps are up and waiting, ready for the 
assault, the Eleventh holding Cemetery Hill, where it became engaged 
in one of the deadliest struggles of the battle—a hand to hand conflict 
demanding a personal bravery, skill and strength as in no other. You 
remember, for you were there, how you looked each other in the eye, 
shot each other with gun and pistol, thrust each other with saber and 
bayonet—smote each other with sword, grappled each other with hands, 
reeling and falling in the terrible strife until your Corps was gloriously 
victorious. It was there our gallant Burr captured that rebal flag, col¬ 
laring its bearer, nearly twice his size, displaying a nerve so like the 
nerve that characterized this grand old regiment. I have not time to 
describe the incidents or follow the fortunes of that memorable day. 

Cemetery Hill, Seminary Hill, the peach orchard, the wheat-field, 
the Emmetsburg road, Round Top, Culps Hill, trampled by foot and 
hoof, torn by shot and shell, drenched with blood attested the bravery 
and heroism of the combatants, the stubborness and deadliness of the 
fight. Fifty thousand men were stricken lrom the roll of the two ar¬ 
mies, and the issue of the conflict was still undecided. 

In the midst of this terrible carnage there rode a woman, escorted by 
the gallant Howard, as if bearing a charmed life, calm and fearless 
amid that terrible storm of death, seeking on the field a companion, 
who was then a wounded prisoner in the town—our division comman¬ 
der, the intrepid Barlow. On that field the world saw a type of that 
noble, devoted, patriotic womanhood that in the homes of the North, 
in the hospitals and camps of the army was an inspiration and cheer, 
an angel of comfort and aid to the heroes that were defending their 
fire-sides and their altars. All honor to the noble women whose hands 
and hearts and prayers were ever with freedom’s army during those 
terrible years of fratricidal strife. 

The morning of the third day dawned. It seemed to linger as if the 
very sun were reluctant to gaze upon the scenes that were to be un¬ 
folded beneath it. Slocum opened the fight with that tremendous fire 
of artillery and infantry, before which not simply men but the very 
forests fell, and was followed by that Balaklava charge of the Second 
Massachusetts and the Twenty-Seventh Indiana, retreating with more 
than half on their rolls dead and dying in their tracks, a reckless and 
useless charge, save as it teaches the lessons of obedience and heroism. 
The hours wear on. The sun reaches its meridian, an ominous silence 
settles down upon the contending armies like the calm that precedes 
the fury of the tempest. At ten minutes past one, the signal gun sends 
its echoes along the hills and valleys, and one hundred and fifty can- 


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Bon hurl a volley of death and destruction into our ranks. An instant 
later another hundred from our side responds to the challenge, carry¬ 
ing equal carnage into the ranks of the enemy, opening a cannonade 
without a parallel in the history of war. It was like the fabled battles 
of the Gods, hurling thunderbolts and flashing lightnings, shaking the 
earth and making the very pillars of heaven to, tremble. For nearly 
two hours the terrible battle raged, and then gradually slackened. 
Pickett’s division of Longstreet’s corps moved to the achievement of 
its part of the programme, to break through the left center of our line 
and finish the work which they supposed had been nearly accomplished 
by the preceding cannonade. “ You can start now; you will not find 
anybody alive on that ridge,” said veteran Lee to the gallant Virgin¬ 
ians, and they did start twenty thousand strong, compact, brave, de¬ 
termined, the flower of the Southern chivalry, and for a while it seemed 
as if freedom’s forces would be vanquished and the Stars and Bars 
would carry victory into the very heart of the Keystone State. But 
soon a gun opened here and there like the flash of the fuse that ex¬ 
plodes the well laid train, and our left and center seem all ablaze, fill¬ 
ing the air with shot and shell, grape and shrapuell. Still down through 
that deadly stream of canister they come, closing up their depleted 
ranks, leaving the ground strewn with the dead and dying, on, on, un¬ 
til within musket range they meet a sheet of flame from thousands of 
guns, and fall like leaves of the forest beneath autumnal winds. Un¬ 
daunted they press forward until the two armies meet and like two 
fiery monsters they roll and writhe and sway to and fro amid fire and 
smoke, the neighing of horses, the shrieks of the wounded and the 
groans of the dying, a scene that beggars description, and that splendid 
column, that started so magnificently from yonder hill is surrounded 
and crushed in the fiery grasp of Mead’s heroic and victorious army. 
“Thank God” went up reverently from the lips of the Commander-in- 
Chief, voicing the gratitude of many a devout soul, and amid tears of 
joy the shout of victory rang out in jubilant notes upon the evening air. 

So ended the decisive battle of the war. And now after a lapse of 
nearly a quarter of a century we, the survivors of that conflict and the 
comrades of the fallen, gather here as reverently to thank God, to 
gratefully commemorate their heroism and unveil a monument to their 
memory that shall in silent but matchless eloquence tell of their deeds, 
of our undying and loving gratitude (here pledging our fortunes, lives, 
and sacred honor to maintain what on this field was so gloriously won), 
and here let it stand simple in its majesty and majestic in its simplicity 
to remind the countless millions that shall yet tread these lands, of the 
cost of their liberties and to warn traitors of treason’s doom, down 
through the coming ages, until the arch-angel trump shall pierce the 
ear of death and the heroes, who sleep so quietly beneath this conse¬ 
crated soil, shall come forth arrayed not in the panoply of war, but in 
the robes of peace, aud hear the well done from the lips of the Prince 
of Peace, who led them in the fight and gave them the victory, 


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And, if in the years to come, the North and the South shall vie with 
each other in the bloodless battles of industry and patriotism, of social 
justiee and political freedom, of intelligence and virtue, as gallantly 
and true as on this field they fought in fratricidal strife, to gather the 
harvest the battle’s red rain has made to flow, who shall regret the price 
paid. My task is done, and, while it was my wish that the address of 
this day should have been committed to an abler and more eloquent 
tongue—yet if this hour and the events of this hour shall intensify our 
love of country and liberty, broaden our patriotism and quicken our 
sense of social and political justice—shall aid to secure to all within the 
boundaries of our fair land the personal rights, political, social, and re¬ 
ligious, that were purchased for them by the blood of the nation it will 
matter little who, upon this occasion, was the speaker or what was said. 

The time occupied in delivering the oration was forty-two 
minutes, and the orator held the undisturbed attention of his 
hearers during that time. At its close he was warmly ap¬ 
plauded. 

Upon the conclusion of Mr. Lounsbury’s oration, Gen. No¬ 
ble turned to Judge D. A. Buchler, Vice-President of the Get¬ 
tysburg Memorial Association, and thus addressed him: 

SPEECH OF GEN. WILLIAM H. NOBLE, 

“ Had it fallen to my lot, Mr. President, to select a battle-ground on 
which to stake the fate of this Republic, and of freedom, my choice 
would have fallen on some field in this glorious old State of Pennsyl¬ 
vania. This Key-stone State in that arch of the old thirteen bordering 
the Atlantic, which the years of God and freedom have multiplied till 
an arch of thirty-eight States, stiffened by that same key-stone, stretches 
from the Dominion to the Gulf, towers among the Rockies, and spans 
a Continent. 

Had it been given to me Sir, further, to choose within your grand 
old State the dread arena of battle, I should have named this very Get 
tysburg, this lovely country carpeted with harvest, and ribbed by 
ridges on which were mantled the embattled hosts, and bordered by 
those blue mountains, which loom along the horizon. 

Still further, had mine been the choice where on this battle field 
most of the dear ones of my Regiment should fight and fall, and where 
a Monument should immortalize their sacrifice and valor, I should have 
fixed on this very knoll, so conspicuous a land-mark overlooking this 
battle-ground, and facing that ridge of victory, where the great dead 
are ranged in immortal array, awaiting that question of stewardship 
here, answered above by the Recording Angel, ‘ Died in battle for the 
land, freedom, and the flag.’ 

Honored Sir, this Monument which my Regiment has erected here to 
immortalize her fallen, has been cut out from the bed-rock of our dear 


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Old Connecticut, on it are graven her arms, and her words of trust in 
God, to keep and foster what He hath planted —‘Qui Transtulit Sustinet.' 

We have inscribed thereon the names and rank of every comrade who 
fell on this battle-field. 

Within this solid granite we seem to have planted a part of the heart 
of Connecticut, of our dear old Fairfield County, and of her Seven¬ 
teenth Connecticut Regiment. 

To you and to the honorable staff of the Gettysburg Memorial Asso¬ 
ciation, we now entrust what is so dear to us and Connecticut. 
Through the years that mantle over the future of this Republic we 
trust in the care of the old Key-stone State, that this monument, and 
this ground which she has sequestered for its erection, may be held as a 
sacred and immortal trust. Long may your venerable Commonwealth 
stand as the keystone of the arch of our Union, not only by her broad 
area, her vast industries, and her wonderful products, but in those in¬ 
estimable qualities of public and private virtues, on which alone can 
rest the fortunes of this Republic.” 

Judge Buehler replied as follows: 

SPEECH OF JUDGE D. A. BUEHLER. 

General Noble: 

“I very much regret that his Excellency the Governor of Pennsylva¬ 
nia, and, ex-officio, President of the Gettysburg Battle-field Memorial 
Association, has by his duties been kept away from this presence, and 
these ceremonies. 

I thank you in behalf of the Memorial Association and of our State, 
for the exalted place you have given this honored Commonwealth. We 
are proud of her history, of the loving respect of her sister States, of 
her political and industrial importance, and of her grand record in the 
great struggle; the decisive battle of which, here fought, your own, and 
some of her regiments, this day signalize by monuments to their com¬ 
rades who here fell. 

We feel that in the eloquent tribute you have just rendered, to the 
purposes of Pennsylvania, to keep forever to the great dead, their mon¬ 
uments here, and the ground surrounding them—you have spoken the 
voice of Connecticut. We know well the history of your honored 
Commonwealth. We know her as a State memorable through all time, 
as founded under the first written Constitution on this Continent, and 
the first written Constitution in the world, organizing and based on 
popular government. The blood of her sons and of ours has mingled 
in about every crisis in arms on this Continent. All along the lines of 
this battle-field they touched elbows, and stayed the enemy in the hot¬ 
test of the fight. 

The influence of Connecticut stretches beyond her small area; her 
steadfastness, her enterprise, her intellect, inspire the hearts and indus¬ 
tries of men throughout the Republic. 


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Bear back with you to your honored Commonwealth, and to her sold¬ 
iers who here fought, the assurance that Pennsylvania will hold sacred, 
and forever guard, the monuments to her dead on this battle-ground. 
The dead of Connecticut here, she furnished indeed in her quota to 
save freedom and the flag, but their memory belongs not only to Con¬ 
necticut but to Pennsylvania and our common country. 

The Gettysburg Battle field Memorial Association accepts as a sacred 
trust this monument to the soldiers of the Seventeenth Connecticut Reg¬ 
iment who fell here. 


BENEDICTION. 

May the blessing of Almighty God be upon our land and all its 
homes, and May the Love of God, the Grace of Jesus Christ, and the 
Communion of the Holy Spirit be with us all, now and forever, Amen. 

Lieut. J. C. Mayne of Company “ G,” was called to the stand 
and in a few well chosen words was introduced by Chaplain 
Hall, as “the young hero who brought the State colors off of 
the battle-field after color Corporal Henry Burns was killed.” 
He was greeted with the hearty cheers of his comrades. 

As soon as the exercises were finished the “ boys ” scattered 
themselves about the fields searching for bullets and other 
mementoes. Comrade Dixon of Company “H,” pointing out 
the exact spot where he received the wound which deprived 
him of his leg. Barney Marshall of Company “ D,” was near 
the spot where the Tablet is erected when wounded. Sergt. 
Selah G. Blakeman of same company recognized the course 
over which he helped a wounded comrade, and many other 
like incidents. 

Before leaving Barlow’s Knoll for the hotel, Mr. Asa S. Cur¬ 
tis of Stratford, who accompanied the Regiment from Bridge¬ 
port in 1862 , as fifer, and who remained with them until its 
departure from Baltimore to Washington, placed upon the 
Tablet, a wreath of choice flowers, to the memory of John R. 
Booth and Stephen Crofut, who enlisted from Stratford in 
Company “D,” and were killed. A fine boquet of flowers 
were also placed upon the Tablet, brought from Stamford by 
Sergt. George A. Scofield of Company “B.” 

The hotel was reached by the party in time to partake of 
dinner, and by two o’clock all were ready to visit Cemetery 
Hill to witness the ceremonies of the Twenty-Seventh and 
One Hundred and Fifty-Third Pennsylvania Regiments. The 


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members of the Seventeenth formed in line and acted as the 
escort. The visit to Cemetery Hill was full of interest, and 
the unveiling ceremonies were very short, C. H. Heiligman of 
Philadelphia, delivering the address for the Twenty-Seventh, 
and Lieut. J. Clyde Miller of Bethlehem, for the One Hundred 
and Fifty-Third, after which ample time was given to view the 
positions which the Seventeenth Regiment occupied on the 
2d and 3d days of July, 1863. The stone wall, behind which 
the regiment was stationed during the fierce charge of the 
rebels, just at dark, on the night of July 2d, still remains. It 
was here that Capk Burr grabbed a “Johnnie” by the collar 
of his coat during the fight, and drew him over the wall and 
made him a prisoner. The party wandered up to the top of 
Culp’s Hill, and Col. Wooster, of the Twentieth Connecticut, 
pointed out the position occupied by his regiment and also 
the Fifth Connecticut. By supper time all were back to the 
hotel, recounting their experiences of the day. 

THE CAMP FIRE. 

On the evening of July 1st, a Camp Fire was held in the 
hall of Corporal Skelly Post No. 9, Department Pennsylvania, 
G. A. R. The exercises were opened by commander Wilbe, 
who called upon Col. Henry Allen of the Seventeenth Connec¬ 
ticut to preside. The Colonel, after making a few remarks, in¬ 
troduced Chaplain Hall of the Seventeenth Connecticut, inti¬ 
mating that the Chaplain was feeling bad, on account of not 
having had half an opportunity-to show his eloquence in the 
morning, at the unveiling of the Tablet, and that he would 
now give him a chance. The Chaplain obeyed the call, and 
stepping to the front stated he had been intrusted with a 
very pleasing duty, and presented the Post with a handsomely 
bound photograph album, as a slight token of the appreciation 
of the members of the Regiment for courtesies extended their 
committee, and in making the visit of the Regiment a pleas¬ 
ant one. The gift was accepted in behalf of the Post by com¬ 
rade John M. Krauth, after which Capt. Samuel B. Horne of 
the Eleventh Connecticut volunteers, and a member of Post 
33, Department of Connecticut, G. A. R., (the youngest man 
enlisted from the State of Connecticut), was introduced. He 
responded in a manner which satisfied all that he was as good 


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a talker as he was a soldier. He closed witli a fine recitation, 
“ The Wounded Soldier,” the rendition of which was very im¬ 
pressive and touching. 

Gen. Coit, of the fighting Fourteenth Connecticut, was in¬ 
troduced and delivered a very eloquent speech, advocated the 
erection of Soldier’s Monuments in every county in the land, 
to perpetuate the indivisibility of the Union, and the sacrifices 
made to accomplish it. 

Richard Calhoun of the First Connecticut Heavy Artillery, 
commander of Post 62, Department of Connecticut, also made 
a telling speech, and was followed by Hon. A. H. Byington of 
the Norwalk Gazette. 

The only drawback to the evening’s enjoyment, was the in¬ 
tense heat of the overcrowded room, which necessitated an 
early adjournment. 

Wednesday, July 2d. 

About 8 o’clock A. M., the members of the Seventeenth 
again fell in and marched to the depot, acting as escort to the 
One Hundred and Twenty-Fourth New York Volunteers. The 
cars carried them to within one-half mile of “Devil’s Den," 
where the monument of the One Hundred and Twenty-Fourth 
was located. The “Devil’s Den” seemed to be appropriately 
named, for a “wilder spot” is seldom seen. Rocks upon 
rocks were piled there, and their presence would appear to 
have prevented troops from occupying the position, but here 
it was that some of the most severe fighting of the battle took 
place. Col. Ellis of the One Hundred and Twenty-Fourth 
New York was killed here, and a life size statue of this gallant 
officer surmounts their “Tablet.” Gen. Stewart L. Woodford 
delivered the oration, and a large party of the Seventeenth 
and their friends were among his audience. The morning was 
spent here and upon “Big and Little Round Top,” the party 
dividing up and forming into “go as you please” squads. 
The afternoon saw every vehicle in the town in use, for every 
one was bent on seeing all that remained to be seen, in the few 
remaining hours. 

The party who visited “ Barlow’s Knoll ” in the afternoon 
for the purpose of having their pictures taken by the “ Tab¬ 
let,” experienced a great deal of pleasure (?) A bus, loaded 


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with “jovial spirits,” left the hotel about 3 o’clock, singing 
war songs with variations, “bound to have a good picture 
taken.” “ Barlow’s Knoll ” was reached in safety, and Mr. Tip- 
ton, the artist, was promptly on hand with his camara. While 
discussing the position in which the group should be taken 
and just as Mr. Tipton had “got his machine loaded and ready 
to fire,” a violent wind and rain storm came down upon us. 
Such scampering to get under cover, and such a hasty pack¬ 
ing of photograph instruments were never heard of. It broke 
up the affair instantly, but the rain was falling in such tor¬ 
rents that the teams could not move, so there the party re¬ 
mained, maintaining their jollity in the meantime. It was 
decided that there was a “Jonah ” in the party, but it was not 
decided fully whether it was Col. Sam. Moore of the Four¬ 
teenth Connecticut, or “Chaplain” McDonald of the Seven¬ 
teenth. 

On Wednesday evening the ladies and gentlemen assembled 
in the parlors of the hotel. Sergeant Williams, of Company 
C. presented Mrs. Capt. Moore, on behalf of the company, 
with a picture of the Tablet. Private Lounsbury responded 
in behalf of the recipient. 

Capt. Horne, representing Hon. M. W. Pember, “Doc” 
Chaffee, Sheriff Hutchinson, and himself, was selected to pre¬ 
sent Col. Allen with a handsome floral tribute, and he made 
quite a success of his task. We regret that we have not suf¬ 
ficient space to enable us to give a full account of this affair. 

After the “presentations” were over then came the singing, 
and everybody sang. War songs and negro melodies pre¬ 
dominated, and the colored waiters from the dining-room 
“took a hand.” Jollity reigned supreme. By 11 o’clock all 
were in bed, as an early start was to be made in the morning. 

DEPARTURE FOR HOME. 

Breakfast at half past five, and promptly did all hands re¬ 
spond on Thursday morning. Bills having all been paid the 
night before (except by one person, and that no less a person¬ 
age than the Hon. A. H. Byington, but this was overlooked, as 
it was known by all that the gentleman now hailed from Wash¬ 
ington, and while there had become corrupted, (Mr. Byington 
himself giving as reason he did not pay because he “did not 


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want to lose interest on his money over night), consequently 
there was not the least confusion. At six o’clock, line was 
formed in front of the “Eagle,” three rousing cheers were 
given for the “citizens of good old Gettysburg,” three more 
for “landlord Yingling,” the command “right face” is given 
and we march to the depot. The train is in readiness and 
soon all are on board. The train bearing the One Hundred 
and Twenty-Fourth New York Regiment left at a few minutes 
after six o’clock, and at half-past six “good byes” are said 
and amid the cheers of the citizens our train starts and we be¬ 
gin our return trip. At Carlisle we are compelled to make a 
short stop, and some of the boys investigate the immediate 
vicinity of the depot. Comrade Calhoun of Unionville imag¬ 
ining himself a great general, strolled about, giving orders, 
and getting his imaginary troops ready for a charge on a great 
wheat field, which lay near the railroad track. A short run 
and we are again in Harrisburg, stopping only long enough 
to connect the two trains. Once more we are on the Pennsyl¬ 
vania road, and feel that we are almost flying. Pleasant com¬ 
pany causes time to pass swiftly, and the trip homeward seems 
to exceed the outward run in shortness. At Philadelphia we 
leave the Twenty-Seventh Pennsylviania Regiment, also Gen- 
Noble’s party, and comrade George S. Purdy, who are to make 
a visit in the “Quaker City.” At Newark, N. J., we part with 
Capt. Gray and wife, this being them home. At half-past 
three we reach Jersey City, and fifteen minutes later the ex¬ 
cursionists are out of the cars and at the Ferry. No time to 
be spared, so hasty farewells are said. Thus ends the trip, 
and so far as heard the members of the Seventeenth Connec¬ 
ticut Association can confidently feel that it was in every re¬ 
spect a grand success. 

“ Those who were there 
Will never forget, 

Those who were not 
Will always regret.” 


THE TABLET. 


# 

Is a beautiful and massive structure, in design Sarcophagus. 
Its general dimensions are seven feet ten inches high, seven 
feet wide, and four feet ten inches deep. Its construction is 
purely Connecticut, being made of Niantic, or Mill Stone Point 
Granite, and was designed and manufactured by Wm. H. Curtis 
of Stratford, a former member of Company “ C,” this Regiment. 
On the front, raised in bold relief, is the State Coat of Arms and 
National Shield combined. On the back is a raised and 
polished panel occupying the whole surface of the die, and on 
same is the following inscription: “Erected by the survivors 
of the 17th Regiment Connecticut Volunteers, 2d Brigade, 
1st Division, 11th Corps, in memory of their gallant comrades 
who fell here on the first day, and on this battle-field on the 
second and third days of July, 1863.” On the front of the 
die, each side of the Coat of Arms, are two raised and polished 
panels, as also one upon each end of the die, on which are 
inscribed the names of the members of the Regiment who lost 
their lives, as follows: 


Lieut.-Col. Douglass Fowler, 
Sergt. William O. Dauchey, 
Sergt. Bethel S. Barnum, 
Sergt. Samuel Comstock, 
Corpl. ALVAn E. Wilcox, 
Private Calvin Nobles, 
Private Michael Fox, 

Private Theodore Blakeman, 
Private Daniel H. Purdy, 
Private Rufus Warren, 
Private William F. Bradley, 
Private Stephen C. Crofut, 
Private James Flynn, 

Private Francis Nash, 

Private John W. Metcalf, 
Private John A. Black, 
Private Cassius M. Crabbe, 
Private William S. Gregory. 


Capt. James E. Moore, 

Sergt. August E. Bronson, 
Sergt. Edwin D. Pickett, 

Corpl. Henry Burns, 

Corpl. James Gordon, 

Private William W. Westlake, 
Private Frank J. Benson, 
Private Smith Delevan, 

Private Richard D. Taylor, 
Private Joseph S. Whitlock, 
Private John R. Booth, 

Private Francis C. Foote, 
Private George H. Gurnsey, 
Private John Welsh, 

Private Wilbur B. Morgan, 
Private Lawrence Carney, 
Private Elipiialet Mead. 






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On either side of the length of the second base, in very heavy 
raised letters, appears 17th Conn. Vols., the surface of 
which are polished, making a beautiful contrast to the cut sur¬ 
face. The foundation upon which same rests, is a solid piece 
of mason work of stone and cement, and is laid in depth five 
feet. In this foundation, under the Tablet, is deposited a box 
containing 

One volume Catalogue Connecticut Volunteer organizations. 

One volume Struggles and Triumphs, or Forty Years Recollections 
of P. T. Barnum. 

Copy Constitution and Amendments Seventeenth Connecticut Vol¬ 
unteer Association. 

Copy proceedings Seventeenth Connecticut Volunteer Association 
from organization, November 21, 1867, to re-union August 28, 1882, at 
Bridgeport. 

Copy proceedings Seventeenth Connecticut Volunteer Association at 
Fairfield August 28, 1883. 

Names and residence of contributors to the Gettysburg monument. 

Names and residence of 282 members of the Seventy-Fifth Ohio Vol¬ 
unteers, known July 1, 1884. 

Copy Bridgeport Standard (Daily and Weekly), Bridgeport Farmer 
(Daily and Weekly), Bridgeport Morning News, (also copy Sunday 
Edition), Bridgeport Evening Post, Norwalk Gazette, Norwalk Hour, 
The Westporter, Danbury News, Stamford Advocate. 


LIST OF CONTRIBUTORS TO MONUMENT FUND. 

The Tablet was erected by funds contributed by the follow 
ing persons: 

BRIDGEPORT. 


George Mallory, 
Charles E. Wilmot, 
Albert Eames, 

George B. Waller, 
Edward Sterling, 
Henry Cowd, 

Morris B. Beardsley, 
Warren Bliss, 
Nathaniel Wheeler, 

R. D. Benedetti, 
James Youngs, 
Samuel Thorp, 

Dr. I. DeVer Warner, 
James Broderick, 


Charles Sherwood, 

W. C. Marsh. 

Chester H. Russell, 
George Morford, 
Hallett & Wood, 
Luzon Clark, 

William Lein, 

Clapp Spooner, 
Patrick Selbie, 

F. A. Bartram & Co., 
John Carpenter, 
Charles Belknap, 
John McElroy, 

Frank Naramore, 


Jacob Kiefer. 

Henry A. Bishop, 
Charles F. Wood, 
Frank H. Whiting, 

W. G. Lewis, 

John H. Porter, 

David F. Hollister, 
George Wildman, 
McMahon & Wren, 
John C. Chamberlain, 
E. G. Burnham, 

James McElroy, 

R. T. Whiting, 
Michael Picker, 


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Walter Nichols, 
Charles N. Ruggles, 
T. Hawley & Co., 
John U. Kable, 

Lieut. John C. Mills, 
John J. Green, 

A. M. Talmadge, 
Capt. J. McQuahse, Jr. 
lligby & DeForest, 
Gen. Win. H. Noble, 
Plumb & Win ton, 
William H. Keeler, 
Wheeler & Howes, 
Capt. J. E. Dunham, 
Wm. B. Hall & Co., 
John Irving, 

Mrs. Emily Yeaton, 
Curtis Thompson, 
Russell P. Morgan, 

W. E. Norton, 
Thomas A. Marsh* 
Lieut. Henry North, 


Joseph Foote, 

Capt. Henry Quien, 
George Scott, 

Dwight Rodgers, 

Stone Brothers, 
Edward S. Davi§, 
Augustus Hoyt, 
Charles S. Andrews, 
Edgar A. Benedict, 
John Targett, 

D. Sprague, 

M. McPlielemy, 

D. B. Booth, 

Gilbert Brothers, 

Orrin L. Bronson, 
Frederick Hull, 

George S. Purdy, 

J. M. Ives, 

Mrs. Lewis A. Ward, 
Turner Stevens & Son, 
Fred’k Dim stead, 
Adam C. Williams, 


Michael Cahill, 
Cushing, Morris & Co., 
Frank Hill, 

Patrick Wade, Jr., 
Frederick B. Hall, 
William F. Barnes. 
Fred. R. Clark, 

, Fairfield Co. Com’rs, 
Isaac W. Gilbert, 

Capt. Alfred B. Beers, 
Lieut. H. N. Hayes, 

J. R. Rockfeller, 
George W. Keeler, 
McCord, Copel’ndtfcCo. 
Henry I. Flint, 

Mrs. Grace J. Morris, 
Smith & Egge Mfg Co., 
Edward Sturdevant, 
Samuel Merritt, 

Maj. W. E. Hubbell, 

J. P. Warner, 

Bernard McGill, 

DANBURY. 

James E. Moore Post, 
John Tweedy, 

John H. Benedict, 
Robert S. Daucliey, 
Edmund Tweedy, 
Thomas McCorkle, 
James W. Allen, 

John VV. Bacon, 

Frank R. Rice, 

George G. Durant, 
George S. Crofutt, 

A. W. Paige, 

George Hickok, 

John McCorkle, 

Foster Brothers, 
Thaddeus Feens, 

F. S. Wildman, 

Cyrus Raymond, 
Frank W. Barnum, 
William W. Raymond, 
Henry Booth, 

Peter Robinson, 


Russell Tomlinson, 
William F. Bishop, 

C. I). Mills, 

William Maby, 

Charles Sturll, 

Capt. Wm. II. Lacey. 
Ebenezer Burr, Jr. 
Augustus Pelham, 
David B. Lockwood, 
Jesse S. Nash. 

Robert Hubbard, M. D., 
Henry T. Hawley, 
Henry S. Sanford, 

,Dr. Civilian Fones, 
David M. Read, 
Edward W. White, 
Hon. P. T. Barnum, 

E. Parmley, 

Wilson & Rusling, 
Fred’k M. Wilmot. 
William Wurtz, 

R. A. Clancy. 


No. 18, G. A. R,, 
Benjamin AVhite, 
Lewis Bradley, 
Hawley & Sayers, 
Charles H. AVilcox, 
D. E. Lowe & Co., 
Alexander Wildman, 
AVilliam P. Hoyt, 
John N. Fanton, 
Beckerle Brothers, 

J. M. Bailey, 

H. II. Beard. 
William Humphrey, 
A. J. Pickett, 

Oscar Jennings, 
Charles DeKlyn, 

R. AY. Fry, 

Zebadd Mead, 

D. Stevens, 

John Clarke, 

Josiah L. Day, 
George F. Bradley. 


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NORWALK AND SOUTH NORWALK. 


Capt. Enos Kellogg, 
George R. Cowles, 
Theodore Brush, 
Henry M. Hoyt, 
Andrew Selleck, 

J. P. Beatty & Bro., 
Ebenezer J. Hill, 
William R. Nash, 
Charles H. Wheeler, 
Charles Olmstead, 
Isaac Camp, 

H. J. Chaping, 
Stephen R. Wilcox, 
George F. Olmstead, 
W. W. Gilbert, 
George L. Finney, 
Lester Cole, 

Rev. H. S. Clapp, 
William O. Merritt, 
Dudley P. Ely, 
James A. Brown, 
Hiram S. Brown, 

W. M. Stevens, 
Theodore Knapp, 
Seth B. Remington, 


George W. Meeker, 
W. T. Minor, 

George W. Weed, 

J. L. Tracey, 

J. B. Hoyt, 

Capt. M. Waterbury, 
G. H. Hoyt, 

Dr. N. G. Geib, 

F. H. Porter, 

Charles A. Holley, 

C. Gaylord, 

Charles Hill, 


Edward Reddington, 
John W. Ferris, 
Lieut, I. L. Mead, 
John Purdy, 


Charles Whitney, 
Lieut. Clias. E. Doty, 
William H. Smith, 

Mrs. Wilmot Faw r cett, 
William Hands, 

Win, B. E. Lockwood, 
William G. Thomas, 

E. K. Lockwood, 

A. II. Byington & Sons, 
Charles F. Loomis, 
John H. Lee, 

George S. Patrick, 
John Lockwood. 

James W. Hyatt, 
James. F. Knapp, 
Allen Cole, 

Charles C. Brooks, 

E. J. Hill, 

Douglas Fowler Post, 
William Hillsdon, 

John W. Powell, 

W. B. Newcomb, 
Talmadge Baker, 

Lieut. Wm. S. Knapp, 
Geo. Ward Selleck, 

STAMFORD. 

J. L. Lockwood & Son, 
Levi Dixon, 

R. Swartwont, 

Samuel Fessenden, 

J. Wardwell, 

William Hoyt, 

S. C. Morrison, 

C. O. Miller, 

C. M. Brown, 

George Elder, 

Harvey Hoyt, 

George A Hoyt, 

GREENWICH. 
William A. Baker, 
Nathan E. Peck, 

Col. H. W. R. Hoyt, 
E. W. Reynolds, 


Charles Smith, 

William S. Lockwood, 
William J. Finney, 

H. H. Gray, 

B. J. Sturges, 

Samuel S. Olmstead, 
Co. F,4th Regt. C. N.G. 
F. St. John Lockwood, 
Lieut. Wm. A. Kellogg, 
John Buxton, 

Edward Cahill, 

Charles J. Smith, 
Sylvester Keeler, 

Lieut. R. Lorenzo Ells, 
Ira Cole, 

John L. Davis, 

James S. Lyon, 

George E. Miller, 

No. 48, G. A. R., 
Edwin Wilcox, 

Robert M. Wilcox, 
Michael Becker, 

Dr. J. C. Fitch, 
William H. Mather, 
Jarvis Kellogg. 


William Hubbard, 

E. L. Scofield. 

John Clason, 

A. G. Weed, 

O. Hoyt, 

George W. Scofield, 

M. P. Merritt, 

William H. Dibble, 

L. R. Hurl bur t, M. D., 
William Furguson, 

D. H. Clarke, 

John W. Hubbard, 


William L. Wood, 
John Burnett, 
Daniel W. Rooth, 
Vincent B. Purdy. 


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Floyd F. Ruscoe, 
George Ruscoe, 

Nobart Bossa, 

NEW CANAAN. 

Charles L. Bartow, Lieut. F. M. Bliss, 

Stephen Comstock, D. C. Ruscoe, 

H. P. Peat, John Kaiser. 

Capt. Henry P. Burr, 
F. M. Porter, 

Aaron Bennett, 

WESTPORT. 

John S. Jones, Capt. Jas. E. Hubbell, 

Lieut. George Hale, Rufus Wakeman 

Lieut. Edward M. Lees. 

Samuel J. Barlow, 
William H. Jennings, 

RIDGEFIELD. 

A. W. Lee, Smith Gilbert. 

Andrew Lockwood, Patrick Lannon. 


Lieut. D. S. Bartram, David D. Burr, Henry W. Keeler. 

Pliineas C. Lounsbury. 


Daniel Maloney. 

FAIRFIELD. 

William B. Glover. 

Richard McGee. 

BETHLEHEM. 

Daniel Hunt. 

Rev. II. Q. Judd, 

SEYMOUR. 

John W. DeForest. 

James Wright, 

WATERBURY. 

J. L. Munson, E. C. Lewis. 

Lieut. A. W. Peck, 

NEWTOWN. 

Charles G. Blakeman. 

Capt. Wilson French, 
Robert II. Russell, 
Mrs. II. M. DeWitt, 

J. G. Austin, 

Mrs. Eliza Burritt, 
William II. Curtis, 

STRATFORD. 

J. Henry Blakeman, C. H. Clarke, 

A. S. Curtis, D. P. Rhodes, 

Frederick Benjamin, Francis B. Austin, 

John W. Sterling, Henry B. Drew, 

Ezra Whiting, Lasper Whiting, 

Joh A Rodgers. 

David B. Whitney, 
Charles Whitney. 

WILTON. 

Samuel. C. DeForest. Orrin Harrison, 




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NEW HAVEN. 

Hiram H. Bishop, William H. Warren, R, J. Allen, 
William F. Fields, Gen’l S. E. Mervvin. 


DARIEN. 

Lieut. Tlios. P. Cave, C. W. Lounsbury. 

HUNTINGTON. 

Selali G. Blakeman, Ira C. Northrop. 


Cole & Ambler. 


BETHEL. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

Isaac B. Hyatt, Meriden, Ct., C. S. Darrow, New London, Ct., 

C. P. Platt, New Britain, Ct., T. C. Spencer, Middlebury, Ct., 

G. B. Cliristison, Long Ridge, Ct., Lieut.-Col. H. Allen, Branford, Ct. 
J. H.'Grannis, Saybrook, Ct., Lieut. G. D. Boune, Hartford, Ct., 

Fred. W. Curtis, Shelton, Ct., Gen. Wm. A. Aiken, Norwich, Ct., 

Maj. A. G. Brady, Torrington, Ct., Charles E. Scofield, Noroton, Ct., 
G. A. Smith, Fair Haven, Ct., C. A. Jennings, Branchville, Ct., 
Rev.W. K. Hall., Newb’rg, N. Y., Henry IIuss, Mt. Vernon, N. Y., 
David Fields, New Rochelle, N. Y., B. F. Brinkerhooff, New York City, 

F, A. McKay, New Y"ork City, Capt. Enoch Wood, New York City, 

A. Morehouse, New York City, W. McDonald, New Y"ork City, 

G. II. Spencer, New York City, Lieut. J. F. Clancey, N. Y 7 ork City, 

II. E. Waite, New York City, Gen. F. C. Barlow, New York City, 
Lieut. J. I. Benedict, N. Y. City, Anthony Comstock, N. Y. City, 

J. B. Curtiss, San Francisco, Cal., J. M. Silliman, Easton, Pa., 

G. W. Banks, Philadelphia, Pa., Frank W. Day, Cliambersburg,Pa., 
Lieut. J. Harvey,Gt.Bar’gt’n,Mass., Capt. Tlieo. Gray, Newark, N. J., 
Lieut. M. Jones, Oshkosh, Wis., H. E. Williams, Washington, D. C., 
Wright Curtis, Sligo Md., John Hearn, Wilmington, Del., 

Joseph H. Baker, Savannah, Ga., N. G. Ely, New York City. 



Names of Excursionists. 


The following persons made up the excursion party, and 
were present at the unveiling: 

MEMBERS OF THE SEVENTEENTH REGIMENT. 

Gen. William II. Noble, Lieut.-Col. Henry Allen, 

Chaplain Rev. Wm. K. Hall, D. D., Q. M. S. William H. Keeler. 

COMPANY A. 

Capt. John McQulise, Lieut. R. Lorenzo Ells, 

Sergt. John Crowe, Corp. William Merritt, 

Private Timothy Donovan, Private Isaac W. Gilbert. 

COMPANY B. 

Lieut. John Harvey, Sergt. George A. Scofield, 

Sergt. Lewis W. Scofield, Private Alfred Morehouse. 


COMPANY C. 


Sergt. Rodert Douchey, 

Sergt. Henry E. Williams, 
Wagoner Thomas McCorkell, 
Private William H. Curtis, 
Private George Bradley, 
Private Phineas C. Lounsbury, 


Sergt. George Dickens, 
Corpl. John McCorkell, 
Private George S. Purdy, 
Private John W. Bouton, 
Private John H. Benedict, 
Private William II. Warren 


COMMANY D. 


Lieut. Albert W. Peck, 
Drummer Henry Huss, 

Private Sylvester Rounds, 
Private George H. Gregory, 
Private Barney Marshall, 
Independent Fifer Asa S. Curtis. 


Sergt. Selali G. Blakeman, 
Private Edward Treadwell, 
Private Fred. W. Curtis, 
Private J. Henry Blakeman, 
Private George W. Keeler, 


COMPANY E. 

Capt. Henry P.^Burr, . Capt. James E. Hubbcll, 

Lieut Edwardpd. Lees, Lieut. George Hale, 

Private John Beck. 

COMPANY F. 

Capt. Enos Wood, Lieut. William A. Kellogg, 

Lieut. Charles E. Doty, ...... Lieut. William S. Knapp, 

Sergt. Charles F. Loomis, Sergt. Willis McDonald, 







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SEVENTEENTH CONNECTICUT VOLUNTEERS 


Corpl. Stephen R. Wilcox, 
Private James H. Lounsbury, 
Private Edward Caliill, 
Private Sylvester Keeler, 

CC 

Lieut. David S. Bartram, 
Lieut. James C. Maine, 


Private Henry S. Gray 
ry, Private Oscar Weed, 

Private William F. Field, 
Corpl. Francis W. Day. 

COMPANY G. 

Lieut. Charles Smith, 
Corpl. Horace Q. Judd. 


COMPANY H. 


Capt. Enos Kellogg, 

Lieut. Thomas P. Cave, 
Private Cyrus Raymond, 
Private DeWitt C. Ruscoe. 
Private Seth Remmington, 


Lieut. Frank M. Bliss, 
Private John Kaiser, 
Private Floyd T. Ruscoe. 
Private Levi Dixon, 

Private Justus M. Silliman. 


COMPANY Iv. 


Capt. Theodore Gray, 
Lieut. Morris Jones, 
Sergt. Patrick Wade, Jr., 
Private Henry E Waite, 


Lieut. John C. Mills, 
Sergt. John H. Porter, 
Sergt. Samuel Thorpe, 
Private John U. Kable, 


GUESTS FROM OTHER REGIMENTS. 

Gen. J. Marshall Brown, Maine. 

Gen. Stewart L. Woodford, New York. 

Col. J. B. Baclielder, Massachusetts. 

Rev. John Forsyth, D.D., LL.D., Ex-Chaplain U. S. Aamy. 

John McGill, Eighth New York Cavalry, Stamford, Conn. 

George J. Buxton, Ninth New York Volunteers, Norwalk, Conn. 
George W. Coy, Fifty-Sixth New York Volunteers, Milford, Conn. 
Charles E. Snyder, Fiftieth New York Volunteers. 

J. H. Pennant, Seventy-Ninth New York Volunteers, N. Y. City. 
John C. Taylor, First Connnecticut Heavy Artillery, Hartford, Coiin. 
Richard M. Calhoun, First Connecticut Heavy Artillery, Unionville, 
Conn. 

John H. Ludford, Second Connecticut Heavy Artillery, Bridgeport, 
Conn. 

Charles F. Hallock, Fifth Connecticut Volunteers, Norwalk, Conn. 
F. W. Downs, Sixth Connecticut Volunteers, Winsted, Conn. 
George II. Smith, Sixth Connecticut Volunteers, Stamford, Conn. 
Capt. J. I. Hutchinson, Seventh Connecticut Volunteers. 

William Morrison, Tenth Connecticut Volunteers, Hartford, Conn. 
George Kellogg, Tenth Connecticut Volunteers, New York City. 
Capt. S. B. Horne, Eleventh Connecticut Volunteers, Winsted, Conn. 
Col. William B. Wooster, Twentieth Connecticut Volunteers, Birm¬ 
ingham, Conn. 


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G. L. Gilbert, Twentieth Connecticut Volunteers, Birmingham, Conn, 

H. G. Allen, Twentieth Connecticut Volunteers, Ansonia, Conn. 

H. S. Granniss, Twentieth Connecticut Volunteers, Birmingham, 
Conn. 

Mr. Guillan, Twenty-Second Connecticut Volunteers. 

H. W. Clark, Twenty-Seventh Connecticut Volunteers, New Haven, 
Conn. 

William A. Beard, Twenty-Seventh Connecticut Volunteers, New 
Haven, Conn. 

Stephen Smith, Twenty-Eighth Connecticut Volunteers, Stamford, 
Conn. 

E. B. Lawrence, Twenty-Eight Connecticut Volunteers, Stamford, 
Conn. 

Col. David Torrance, Twenty-Ninth Connecticut Volunteers, Birm¬ 
ingham, Conn. 

Charles S. Roberts, Second Connecticut Light Artillery, Stratford, 
Conn. 

S. V. Nichols, Second Connecticut Light Artilery, Bridgeport, Conn. 


CITIZEN GUESTS. 


Clias. E. Wilmot, Bridgeport, Ct. 
James A. McElroy, 

Mrs. S. V. Nichols, 

Miss Nettie Noble, 

Mrs. Rob’t Doucliey, Danbury, Ct. 
A. J. Picket, 

William Bradley, 

E. A. Stratton, 

Edward Starr, 

Miss Minnie Moore, 

L. Monson, Norwalk, Ct, 

G. H. Weed, South 
W. R. Lockwood, 

J. M. Scribner. 

Eugene Alva, Stamford, Ct. 

A. Woeltge, 

Mrs. L. Dixon & Son, 

Mrs. E. B. Lawrence, 

F. J. Peck, Birmingham, Ct. 
Dickerman Bassett, 

Mrs. T. W. Downs, Winsted, Ct. 
L. B. Wakeman, Westport, Ct. 
Mrs. James E. Hubbell, 

B. L. Woodworth, 

Henry C. Lord, New Haven, Ct. 
Mrs. Wm. A. Beard, 


E. A. Alvord, Bridgeport, Ct. 

Joseph H. McElroy, “ 

Mrs. John Beck, 

Miss Fannie Noble, “ 

J. Paddock, Danbury, Ct. 

Arthur L. Picket, “ 

Frank Hatch, “ 

F. E. Howard, “ 

Mrs. James E. Moore. “ 

John S. Lend, “ 

Mrs. W. A. Kellogg, Norwalk, Ct. 
George R. Scofield, “ 

M. F. Wilcox, South 

Isaac McGill, Stamford. Ct. 

Mrs. Mary Hoyt, “ 

Mrs. George H. Smith, “ 

H. Stanley Finch, 

Dr. A. W. Phillips, Birmingham, Ct. 
E. S. Downs, “ 

Peter McGovern, 

John S. Jones, Westport, Ct. 

Mrs. H. P. Burr, 

Master Hale, 

W. H. Saxton, 

Mrs. H. W. Clark, 

Mrs. W. T. Field, New Haven, Ct. 




38 


SEVENTEENTH CONNECTICUT VOLUNTEERS 


A. J. Smith, Deep River, Ct. 
Charles Peck, Newtown, Ct. 
J. W. Ambler, Bethel, Ct. 

O. T. Chaffee, Jr., Mansfield, Ct. 
Miss Julia Roberts, Stratford, Ct. 
Merrit Clark, Derby, Ct. 

Mr. J. W. Nichols, Branford, Ct. 
Mrs. George W. Coy, Milford, Ct. 
Mrs. Theo. Gray, Newark. N. J. 
W. C. Kellogg, New York City. 
Mrs. W. McDonald, 

George Kellogg, “ 

Max Huss, Mt. Vernon, N. Y. 
Rev. C. AY. Frittz,, Fiskkill, N. Y. 
C. E. Snyder, Newburg, N. Y. 
Alfred Kayne, “ 

Miss A. B. Stevens, Not’gli’m, Mass. 
C. H. Watts. 


W. J. Hunt, Bethlehem, Ct. 

Charles A. Peck, Newtown, Ct. 

S. S. Wilcox, Ansonia, Ct. 

Hon. M. W. Pember, Rockville, Ct. 
Mrs. Wm. H. Curtis, Stratford, Ct. 
Mrs. J. H. Blakeman, 

Mrs. Henry Allen, Branford, Ct. 
•Mrs. J. W. Nichols, 

Mrs. Morris Jones, Oshkosh, AVis. 
AY. F. Marsh, New York, City. 
Mrs. H. E. Waite, 

M. C. Kellogg, “ 

W. F. Wilcox, 

Prof. H. W. Siglar, Newburg, N. Y. 

T. P. Ramsdall, 

Mrs, A. P. Burleigh, Boston, Mass. 
AY. G. La Place. 


LETTERS OF REGRETS. 

Letters regreting their inability to be of the excursion party 
were received from 

Maj. Allen G. Brady, Seventeenth Connecticut Volunteers. 

Gen. AY. S. Hancock, U. S. Army. 

Lieut.-Col. R. A. Constable, Seventy-Fifth Ohio Volunteers. 

Donald G. Perkins, Norwich, Conn. 

John S. Chamberlain, Brunswick, Me. 

Col. Barbour, First Regiment, C. N. G. 

Col. T. L. AVatson, Fourth Regiment, C. N. G. 

James Shaw, Providence, R. I. 

Gen. AY. A. Aiken, Norwich, Conn. 

Gen. Francis C. Barlow, New York. 

Gen. John A. Logan, Washington, D. C. 

Gen. S. R. Smith, Commanding C. N. G. 

Gen. Joseph R. Hawley, Hartford, Conn. 

Hon. John T. Waite, Norwich, Conn. 

Hon. A. D. Hazen, Washington, D. C. 

William Berry, Commander Department Connecticut, G. A. R. 

Col. A. L. Harris, Seventy-Fifth Ohio Volunteers. 

Adjt. Jacob AY. Gano, Seventy-Fifth Ohio Volunteers. 

Col. Simeon J. Fox, New Haven, Conn. 

Hon. AY. W. Dudley, Commissioner of Pensions. 

Rev. Alexander R. Thompson, Brooklyn, New York. 

Gen. F. Segil, New York. 

Hon. Henry B. Harrison, New Haven, Conn. 

Capt, H. L. Morey, Seventy-Fifth Ohio Volunteers. 


AT GETTYSBURG, PENN. 39 

Maj. J. C. Kinney, Hartford, Conn. 

Capt. Stiles M. Stanton. 

Gen. S. E, Merwin, New Haven Conn. 

Hon. William T. Minor, Stamford, Conn. 

Hon. O. H. Platt, Meriden, Conn. 

LIST OF PRISONERS AND WOUNDED. 

Following are the names of comrades wounded and taken 
prisoners, July 1, 2, and 3, 1863: 

COMPANY A. 

PRISONERS. 

Corp’l William H. Gray, 

Timothy Donovan, 

George Moore, 

Jasper E. Painter, 

Richard G. Saymour, 

Samuel F. Smith. 

WOUNDED. 

Sergt. Albert Hollejr, 

Samuel C. DeForest, 

Abijah Hagar, 

Seth A. Northrop, 

Samuel Wyman. 

COMPANY B. 

PRISONERS. 

(Names not sent in). 

WOUNDED. 

George B. Christison, 

William Gillespe, 

John L. Jones, 

John D. Buttery. 

COMPANY C. 

PRISONERS. 

Moses A. Wheeler, 

William F. Otis, 

George W. Dickens, 

George W, Barbour, 

John W. Bouton, 


George Sears, 

James M. Bailey, 
William H, Warren, 
Henry Smith, 

John H. Benedict, 


Sclah R. Hobbs, 
John Collins, 
William H. Jackson, 
Mortimer Searls, 


Sergt. Albert Holley, 
Corp’l George M. Butter}^, 
Abijah Hagar, 

Seth A. Northrop, 

George P. Saunders, 
George W. Smith, 2d, 
Henry E. Humphries. 

Capt. John McQuhae, Jr., 
Patrick Buckley, 

Isaac AY. Gilbert, 

Henry E. Humphries, 
Alfred Swords, 


40 


SEVENTEENTH CONNECTICUT VOLUNTEERS 


John Mcitugh, Thaddeus Edwards, 

Frank H. Ferry, James A. Hannon. 

Amos C. Day was taken prisoner aud escaped from the Rebels about 
six miles from Gettysburg while going through a narrow wooded ra¬ 
vine. 

William B. Clark was either a deserter, prisoner, or wounded. He 
went into action and has never been heard of since. 

WOUNDED. 

John H. Benedict, 

John McHugh, 

Frank H. Ferry. 

COMPANY D. 

PRISONERS. 

Sergt. Cyrus T. Bachelder, 

William Wirtz, 

Edward Nichols, 

William R. Smith, 

John T. Lewis, 

Gilbert Wordin. 


Capt. W. L. Hubbell, 
Luther W. Lewis, 
George H. Gregory, 
W. H. Sclipp, 

Patrick Norton, 
Franklin P. Burton, 


George W. Barbour, 
John W. Bouton, 
Thaddeus Edwards, 


WOUNDED. 


Sergt. Henry W. Keeler, 
J. Henry Blakeman, 
George R. Hayes, 
Thomas A. Marsh, 
Alonzo Scranton, 

Samuel T. Whittlesey. 


Sergt. John H. Foley, 
William S. Dewlmrst, 
George W. Hannaford, 
Barney Marshall, 
Charles S. Wells. 


COMPANY E. 

PRISONERS. 


Sergt. George Hale, 
Theodore Allen, 
James Gordon, 
Roscoe Perry, 
Dennis O. Chase, 
Dennis Hayes, 
Matthew Colgan, 


Sergt. Henry McDonough, 
James Monteitli. 


Sergt. Henry McDonough, 
James Haugh, 

William C. Westerfield, 
Henry B. Bigelow, 
Laurence Shaugliness, 
John Welsh, 

Eugene Warren. 

WOUNDED. 

Sergt. George Hale. 



AT GETTYSBURG, PENN. 


COMPANY F. 


Theodore Brush, 
Oscar St. John, 
Alfred W. Cutter, 
William II. Downs, 


PRISONERS. 

John Cahill, 
William W. Gilbert, 
James Bropliy, 
Bradley Bates. 


WOUNDED. 

Capt. Henry Allen, Corp’l Robert N. Perry, 

Corp’l Dennis B. Rockwell, John L. Hayes. 

Patrick Purden. 

COMPANY G. 

PRISONERS. 


Capt. Wilson French, Lieut. David S. Bartram, 

Sergt. A. W. Lee, Corp’l Horace Q. Judd, 

John Lockwood. 

WOUNDED. 


(Names not sent in). 


Levi Dixon, 
Horace Whiting, 
Nobert Bessa, 

Seth Remmington, 
DeWitt C. Ruscoe, 


Levi Dixon, 


Lewis Palmer, 
Benjamin Peck, 


Vincent Purdy, 
Philip O. Doharty. 


COMPANY H. 

PRISONERS. 

Justus M. Silliman, 
Levi St. John Weed, 
Ebenezer J. Pattenden, 
Cyrus Raymond, 
George W. Weed. 

WOUNDED. 

Justus M. Silliman. 


COMPANY I. 

PRISONERS. 

James Burdsall, 
John Lawden. 

WOUNDED. 

Henry Held. 


42 


SEVENTEENTH CONNECTICUT VOLUNTEERS 


Charles McElroy, 
James Dennis, 


COMPANY K. 

PRISONERS. 

John Seery, 
John M. Terri!,. 


Samuel Thorpe, 
William Wallace, 
John Seery, 
James Dennis. 


WOUNDED. 

Frederick A. McKay, 
Charles McElroy, 
John M. Terrill, 






Gettysburg Relics. 


The only Oo?cc-ing heard in the party came from Company 
“A.” 

The cannon used in saluting was recast from an old rebel 
piece. 

Xow the question is. whose eggs were those that Calhoun 
was feasting off of ? 

“ Roll, Jordan, roll," by the colored waiters of the hotel, 
was just stupendous. 

It is not safe to ask Barney Marshall if he had his picture 
taken afternoon of July 2d. 


Mrs. Captain Gray proposes to serve up Turtle soup at the 
re-union August 28th, at Ridgefield. 


Did Calhoun of Post 62, receive the welcome he expected 
upon his arrival home ? It is a fact he wore the gloves as di¬ 
rected. 

Sergeant Thorpe. Company '* K," says, the next time they 
want to get up a euchre party some one else can hunt up the 

chairs. 

There was a great deal said while at Gettysburg and since 
about Keeler. Which one was it ? There were three in the 
the party. 

If it had not been for that small boy, Dick Calhoun would 
have always thought that it was a human bone instead of a 
rebel bone. 

The appearance of Gen. Brown met with a hearty applause 
as he rode along the line, followed by Orderly Beck with the 
old headquarter flag. 













44 Seventeenth Connecticut volunteers 

Comrade Calhoun, of Post No. 62, Department of Connect¬ 
icut, must have found a hen’s nest somewhere. There were 
seven eggs, and boiled hard. 

Lieut. John Harvey met with a hearty reception among his 
old comrades of the Seventeenth, many of them not having 
seen him since the war closed. 


Messrs. Farmer and Markley, of the Pennsylvania Railroad, 
caused the thanks of the entire party by constant attention to 
the wants of the excursionists. 


Stephen Smith of Post 23, Stamford, could not get enough 
to eat at the hotel so spent a good share of his time chewing- 
green corn stalks in the fields. Poor Steve! 


It was noticed more money Treasurer Wade got the more 
bloated and aristocratic he became. Was seen riding in a 
Black Maria one day. No reflections of course. 


The playing and singing in the parlors of the hotel on 
Wednesday evening, by Mrs. Col. Allen and her sister Mrs. 
Nichols, was received with well merited applause. 


Lieutenant Hale of Company “E,” visited the church in 
which he was just after being shot and taken prisonor by the 
rebels. His son, who was along, was quite interested. 

Just because Wade was along, he, Wade, had an idea it was 
a Company “ K ” picnic, but upon calling the roll, and Kelly 
not answering, he came to the conclusion he was mistaken. 


As the special train left Gettysburg for home, Ves Nichols 
of Post 3, Bridgeport, Ct., and his -wife, were seen on a hand 
car, with a native guide , bound for a trip down through Vir¬ 
ginia. 


The way Calhoun got the coloredjladies to sing for him 
was by subscribing to their church funds. Good thing he 










AT GETTYSBURG, PENN. 


45 


had an excursion ticket or the party would have had to take 
up a subscription. 

Sergeant Selali G. Blakeman of “ D ” Company, made a 
most excellent leader.(?) Evening party were in search of 
locality where boys of the Fourteenth Connecticut were hav¬ 
ing their Camp Fire. 

Secretary Keeler’s corns are troubling him again. One 
more march after that band would have just used him up. 
He claims he never attended a dancing school before and 
took no part in the dance. 


Col. Wooster of the Twentieth Connecticut, temporarily 
marked the position of his gallant regiment during the fight, 
and immediately upon his return home he at once began to 
enthuse his boys on the subject of a monument. 


Many regrets were expressed at the absence of Gen. A. G. 
Brady and Maj. W. L. Hubbell, of the Seventeenth Regiment, 
both of whom were active participants in the battle, the for¬ 
mer being wounded and the latter taken prisoner. 


Comrade Coy of Post 39, Department of Connecticut, re¬ 
gretted that he ever stopped at the Bassett House, Birming¬ 
ham, Conn., as it was the means of his not getting a room at 
the Eagle. Secretary Keeler says a man’s reputation will 
sometimes go ahead of him. 


On the way out a party composed of Company “ D ” men 
remarked at about noon time that a piece of Dlumb Duff 
would go first rate, and later, toward night, it was hinted it 
was about time for Selah G. to fall in for his stockings. 


Mrs. Capt. James E. Hubbell contributed a cabinet size 
photograph of Corporal “Rob” Perry, of Company F, with 
the colors of the Seventeenth, and it very appropriately adorns 
the album which was presented to Corporal Skelly Post, 
G. A. R. 









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46 SEVENTEENTH CONNECTICUT VOLUNTEERS. 

Comrade J. Henry Blakeman called upon a young lady 
who, at the time of the battle, was a child of five or six 
years of age. She remembers well the party of which Blake¬ 
man was one, calling at her house and her mother giving 
them something to eat and drink. 


At the gathering in Grand Army Hall, after Col. Allen had 
made a few remarks, comrade Keeler said “the Colonel is do¬ 
ing a great deal of blowing to-night because he has a IIorn{e) 
with him.” A citizen of Gettysburg seeing Keeler with his 
G. A. R. uniform on supposed he was the Governor of the 
State of Connecticut, and when the Colonel undeceived the 
party, “George” retaliated with this “bald headed pun.” 


A comrade .tells of Jimmy Wright, of Co. I, and Chief En¬ 
gineer of the steamer “ Hattie Brock.” 

“ Jimmy ” was wounded and taken prisoner at the battle of 
Cliancellorsville, May 2d, 1863. He was confined in Libby 
Prison, Richmond, and learned through one of the guards 
that an old friend of his, one John Bingley, was then living 
on “ Oregon Hill.” They were both born in Manchester, 
England, and came to this country together, but had not met 
for several years. “ Jimmy ,J got word to his old friend that 
he was then in prison and he made an early call upon him. 
“Well, Wright, they have got you in a tight place,” said 
Bingley. “ Not so very bad,” replied “ Jimmy.” Then came 
this offer from Bingley: “ If you will take the oath of alle¬ 
giance to the Southern Confederacy, I’ll get you out of this, 
get you plenty to eat, and a good job in the Tradegar Iron 
Works.” 

This aroused “Jimmy,” and he opened up on his old friend 
in something like this manner: “Look here, John Bingley, 
I’ve got a wife in Connecticut, and do you suppose I would 
have people point at her and say when her husband got in a 
tight place he turned traitor.” “ No, sir, I would stay here 
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In a trench, about a rod to the left of the oak, the rebels 
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rails near by, which also cover the dead in the trench. The 
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